GATHERED BY THE WAY 



Nature made thee for each season, 

 Gave thee wit for ample reason, 



Good crow wit that s always burnished 

 Like the coat her care has furnished. 



May thy numbers ne er diminish, 

 I ll befriend thee till life s finish. 



May I never cease to meet thee, 

 May I never have to eat thee. 



And mayest thou never have to fare so 

 That thou playest the part of scarecrow. 



